Creepy Pasta

Samantha

Samantha



Samantha was a 14 year old girl that was very popular and pretty. She was also a straight A' student in school. Now to get on to the story...
"Ummm... Jaxon, I have to tell you something...", I mutter as we walked through the hallway, heading to the Spanish lesson. "What.", he spits out. Jaxon had always been an angry teenager. But he had the looks that makes many girls melt. "Umm... I kinda, well, I like you." "Okay." "Well...?" "I don't like you the same way." He muttered and tried to run ahead. I grabed his shoulder and pulled him back. I started tearing up. "Why not?" "Just because, now leave me alone.".

This went on for days, Samantha asking "Why not?" and Jaxon getting pretty pissed off by her annoying him. But one particular day, while walking to Language Arts, he finally snapped. "Fine! You wanna know why? You're a bitch! An ugly bitch that nobody likes! Now get out of my damn face!"he yelled and with that, he ran off.

At that point, I couldn't take it anymore. I started sobbing and I sank down to the floor. I cried and cried, until a sudden idea hit me. I thought "WHY THE HELL DO I BELONG IN THIS WORLD?!" and smiled. I didn't give a shit anymore. I ran out of the hallway, out of the school, and all the way home. Nobody was home. Perfect. Just perfect. I grabed a knife out of one of the drawers and ran up to my room. This was going to be fun. I stripped down out of my clothes.

At that point I was stark naked. I rose the knife up above my head and jabbed it into my leg. I slowly started cutting into my veins, and then I heard my bone snap. I had cut one of my own legs off. I started on my other leg. "Huh, Jaxon? Are my legs not pretty enough for you? Are my legs not skinny enough? HUH JAXON?" Now I had no legs. Time for my arms. "Huh, Jaxon? Never wanted to hold my damn hands because you're such a JACKASS?"

Eventually I start blacking out.



And then...





I slowly...




Fell...





To hell...